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{claire}

Claire hummed softly to herself. She’d let her employee’s go given it was such a slow day. It also just gave her time to ensure everything in the shop was just how she liked it. Besides, making herself a cup of tea, while listening to the soft music and doing odd satisfying chores truly was a mood booster. The sound of the small bell dinging across the shop made her turn around with a beam. “Hello.” Tucking a loose piece of hair back she set her cup down and stopped fussing over a flower arrangement. Stepping behind the counter she grinned. “What can I get you today, dear?” 

Sally quite loved tea. It was one of her favorite drinks as there were so many different flavors and variations. Plus, for the most part, tea was calming. Walking into her favorite tea shop she smiled brightly at the other woman. “Oh, hello,” she greeted. “Anything new lately? I feel like I always go for a usual mug of chamomile or lavender to stay calm. But, am feeling a bit adventurous today. Any recommendations?”

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[text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee.

[text]: Oh, thank goodness! I did not sleep the best last night. You’re really the best. [text]: And I’m up to my neck in commissions. I could really use your help.

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{vanessa}

Vanessa did not have many friends. She did not want many friends, but it was times like these that she realized just how few people she actually knew. Weaving through a crowd of dressed up strangers, she was starting to wonder how all of these people lived in the same town and she’d never had so much as one conversation with any of them; surely some were visiting from out of state, or their population was much higher than she’d thought. Her gaze captured by a particularly pretty stranger across the room, she only realized she’d been staring too long when her body collided with someone else’s. “Ah, fuck,” she immediately blurted out before her eyes landed on the victim. “Sally!” Finally, someone she recognized. “I’m sorry. I didn’t spill any on your dress? It’s too beautiful to ruin.”

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Sally had been enjoying the ball, once again wishing Jack would just show up to one event. She had a few glasses of wine, mingled with a few people, and even shared a dance with a stranger! She felt like she had definitely come out of her shell a little bit more this time around. Perhaps she didn’t need someone close to her to enjoy herself. It almost felt like she had used her close friends as a security blanket for events like these. After parting ways with the stranger her eyes fell upon Vanessa and she smiled. Finally, someone she was familiar with. She began approaching her when the younger of the two had collided into her. “Oof!” Sally couldn’t help but laugh a little bit. “No damage done. It looks like the floor took the fall for me this time.” Her smile widened. “Thank you though. You look gorgeous as well. Are you enjoying yourself?”

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Sally Finkelstein’s Winter Wonderland Ball look.

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Sugarplum - do you have a favorite holiday time dessert?

“Oh, there are so many good ones to choose from. How could I just pick one? I do quite like pies. And all the holiday candy! I really like peppermint bark. Then again, all the different types of cookies are so good too. Okay, molasses cookies. Final answer.”

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{mavis}

There were still a lot of people Mavis has yet to meet within the town, opting to keep herself at a certain distance to most despite also wanting to learn more about them all. But among those that she did know already at Walt, one of them was Sally. Having met the other woman through one of the few encounters she’s had with Jack, Mavis didn’t know what to think or feel about her. She was a lovely woman, that one was for sure, and magical at that, but after the time where Jack discovered that Mavis was a vampire, she had to admit that she’s been sorta paranoid about those he associate himself with. As in, she doesn’t know for sure if he told anyone about her, even if Mavis is also completely aware that it was impossible for him to when she made sure to get a witch to spellbound him from doing so. Still, one can never be too cautious as her dad likes to always find her. But it wouldn’t hurt starting a small conversation with Sally would it? 

“This bash is sooo much fun, isn’t it?!” The young vampire commented, after deciding to go up to the other woman. Mavis smiled, making sure her fangs weren’t sticking out while doing so. “Love the costume by the way! You made it right? What am I talking about? You’re a seamstress, of course you made it!” She giggles. “But seriously, you look horrifically gorgeous!” ( @scmethinginthewind )

Sally got along with most everyone. Well, not that awful Ozzy Bogeman, but that was a different story. The Black Flame Bash was fun, but Sally got bad vibes from the three women hosting it. Nothing seemed out of place yet though and Sally hadn’t had any premonitions about the night so that was a good sign too. When the ‘young’ woman approached Sally she turned around and smiled. “Hello, Mavis,” she greeted kindly in a warm tone. “I’m quite enjoying myself. I’m glad you are as well.” Sally glances down at her dress then back up at Mavis then nods. “Thank you so much. I did make my costume, yes. The wings were a bit of a pain to make but worth the while. I made another pair a while back for a spring event but I still need some practice.” Sally glanced around, trying to spot Jack in the crowd but he didn’t seem to be around. For it being Halloween he was pretty absent. She sighed softly to herself then turned back to Mavis with another smile. “You know, if you’re ever interested in something I could make it for you.”

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Sally Finkelstein as a Dark Fairy for Halloween 2021.

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{webbigail}

Though she’d been out an about in Walt Grove plenty of times now, Webby had yet to go to the pumpkin patch. This was the perfect time for it, though, a celebration of all things autumnal and Halloween brought the rest of the town with her, everyone dressed up in their best costumes for the occasions. True to form, the blonde had come as a Greek muse - Clio to be specific if anyone asked, the muse of history - with the long flowing creme gown, the gold accents around her waist and pinned in her updo, a dark red sash going from shoulder to hip, and gladiator sandals to pull it all together. It was a costume she’d put together completely on her own, drawing inspiration from real-world history and fantastical costumes alike to fit in as much as put her own touch to the holiday festivities. Her time in the pumpkin patch thus far had been spent actually among the pumpkins, trying to find one to take home. Even if the triplets fussed about being too old for carving pumpkins and roasting the seeds, she knew her grandmother would do it with her, and that was enough to keep her searching for a good gourd without any blemishes, dents, or particularly off-color spots.

One in particular caught her eye - a nicely round, ripe orange, perfectly-sized pumpkin that was still attached to its vine. Meandering casually over to it - as if drawing attention to herself and the pumpkin would get someone else to pluck it from the dirt - she bent low, a bubble of excitement in her chest. Just as she reached out, however, her hand brushed another’s, making her look over with wide baby blue hues. “ Oh ! ” It was a surprised sound as she took pause at the other, eyes flicking from them to their hand and back, seeing if they’d make a move as she spoke. “ I’m so sorry. Were you trying to get this one too ? ” There were a few close ones near this pumpkin - her pumpkin - so it could have been an honest mistake, but it was going to get very awkward very fast if they were both trying to take the same one.

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Sally’s favorite season was autumn and her favorite holiday was Halloween. It wasn’t much of a surprise, really. Every year Walt Grove seemed to host something wonderful and fantastic for Halloween and every year Sally always made sure to attend. The Halloween season was also one of the busiest for her. She had so many commissions to keep up with as far as costumes and clothes went so she made sure to give herself the much needed break to enjoy herself. She had yet to see Jack at the event and was a bit disappointed, but she knew he was a wandering soul and would make an appearance soon enough.

The pumpkin patch seemed the most logical place to look for him. Though it was so large and vast and when she didn’t spot his tall form she decided to give up for a little while and enjoy herself. Picking out a pumpkin was always fun. Sally had already carved three that particular season but that wasn’t going to stop her from doing more! She searched the whole pumpkin patch, looking for the largest and roundest pumpkin when she spotted another one. A smaller pumpkin, but perfectly round and great for carving. Sally bent down to yank it off the vine but was startled when another’s hand brushed against hers.

“Oh!” Sally let out just as the other had. Upon seeing the familiar face from an event back in the spring Sally smiled. “I’m not sure. I was settling on this one, mostly. I wanted a larger pumpkin but was having trouble finding one. It’s yours if you’d like it.” She stood up straight and adjusted the mini backpack with little bat wings that was on her back. “I feel so terrible for not catching your name last time we met. I’m Sally.”

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{anna}

Anna could remember the other from their first encounter. Sally was so kind, and warm. Also, Anna felt like she held a million life lessons the red head needed to have forever stuck in her head to say the least. So when she saw her she made her way over, though her eyes went to the paper in front of her. It was rather creepy to just be standing behind someone, leaning over to get a look at their work. But there was Anna, just … creeping over her shoulder till she was caught. “Oh gosh, wow. No, I’m sorry, you don’t have to be sorry. I was just being a bit creepy not saying anything. That’s.. really incredible work, Sally.” Beaming when she was remembered she nodded taking a seat across from her. “The one and only! I mean if you don’t mind the company, you seem rather busy. Though breaks are nice, I can give a nice break.” 

Sally admired how bubbly the girl was. She was very unlike Sally in that way. While Anna was outgoing and bubbly Sally was much more reserved and soft spoken. “That’s alright. I like creepy things. Scary movies and vampires...all those sorts of things.” Sally brings a hand to her cheek that she can feel warming up from the compliment Anna had just given her. “Oh, thank you. I’m not really busy though. This is my break from working all day.” She sets her pen down then takes a small sip of wine. “Still, I couldn’t help but bring my design book with and work on some sketches. I suppose I’m a bit of a workaholic these days.”

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@aanna-xx​

With Halloween just around the corner Sally was up to her neck in commissions. Her online shop was currently closed until she could catch up. (Though she would likely still make Sage something if she asked.) So, after a long session of sewing all day she decided to treat herself to dinner and a drink. Dinner was fine, she often ate alone. It was rare she drank alone though. She was tucked in the corner of a wine bar with her sketchbook laid in front of her. She had her designs all in the book and was currently working on a Halloween inspired look someone had commissioned. She set her pen down for a moment to take a sip of her wine then looked up to see a bubbly redhead. “Oh! I didn’t see you standing there. I’m so sorry.” Sally smiles sheepishly. For once Sally didn’t see something coming. “Anna, right? It’s so nice to see you again. Would you like to sit with me?”

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“I’m anxious and nothing can help...” ( from timothy / @timothytate ! )

Sally frowned and cocked her head slightly to the side. “Why is that?” she asked softly. “Everything will turn out in the end, I’m sure of it. Sometimes you just have to take small steps instead of big ones.” She places a gentle hand on Timothy’s arm. “You can always let me know if there is anything I can do to help.”

@timothytate

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“God, I wish that I could do that” (Ken)

Sally can’t help but smirk to herself. For the most part she was a very humble person, but when Ken expressed she had talents he did not she could not help but feel smug. “Beading is never simple when you’re working with lace, you know. Though, I may find that your clients aren’t really the lace and beadwork type so you don’t have to do, how do I say this, hard work like this.” Sally laughs very softly. “I’m only joking, of course. I know you’re a very talented man, Ken.”

@carsoncouture

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Sally’s Beach Rave outfit.

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“Does this hurt when I touch it?” (Minnie)

Sally winces a bit, but smiles through the pain. “Not too badly. A little, but the pain is tolerable,” she said. “Thank you for checking in though. That’s awfully sweet of you.”

@minervasouris

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“I used to pretend to be sick when I had a test in school.” - Anna

“I think most kids did that,” Sally says softly. “I was homeschooled for part of my childhood so I didn’t really get to skip out on tests. When I was finally able to convince my dad to let me go to public school I went though. I wasn’t much of a school skipper. I liked being there.” She smiles at the younger girl. “You definitely seem the type to be a little rebel though. A good person, but a rebel.”

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{jack}

“Absolutely,” he warmly responds, making his way over to the bed. Jack secretly wondered where Cero was. He was surprised the pup hadn’t wandered into the room by now and stolen his spot next to Sally. Normally Cero did not miss a chance to try and steal Sally’s attention, not that Jack fought very hard against him for it; it was actually cute how much Cero loved Sally. 

Setting the tray on the bed, Jack decides his friend was probably running around outside or taking his security duty extra seriously tonight and watching the patch. It made him chuckle because the dog liked Oz too, so, really, there wasn’t much protection to the patch anymore. However, Jack had been cooking up another form of protection for his patch, and he was simply waiting for a full moon to let it take full effect. So, for now, that concern was pushed far from his mind. 

“I think a movie sounds perfect,” he continues, settling into the spot next to Sally, wrapping an arm around her, gently pulling her closer to him. His free hand reached for the remote, lazily flicking through movie titles on Netflix. Honestly, he didn’t care what was on the television. The guy, admittedly, had zero intentions of fully focusing on it anyway. 

“Here we go,” Jack says, pressing play, leaning his cheek to rest on Sally’s head gently. After some time passes, Jack lifts his head a bit, “Sally?” He turns to face her, adoration in his eyes, “forgive me for this interruption, but…” without another word, he closes the small gap in a gentle kiss. 

Sally smiles as Jack nestles into the spot beside her. She leans into his embrace and looks up at him, adoringly, for a moment. Jack was so handsome, but more than that he was sweet and kind and generous. He was always thinking of Sally first and she truly appreciated it. She’d spent years silently loving him and though they had been together for a while now sometimes it still seemed so surreal. 

Her attention turns to the television though as he picks a movie. She didn’t care what movie it was or if she’d seen it or not before. All that mattered was that she got to be with Jack. Sighing contentedly she kept her gaze on the television, for the most part. 

This was perfect, to her. Eating a sweet treat while watching a movie in bed with him was ideal. In fact, Sally couldn’t remember the last time she had felt such bliss. About halfway through the movie though her attention is caught by Jack. Sally looks up at him and smiles and before she knew it she was being kissed. 

Her eyes close and her hand goes to rest on his cheek. She, of course, kisses him back. Perhaps a little harder than he had intended to kiss her, but the sentiment was there. Sally gets lost in the kiss for a minute then finally pulls away to take a breath. “I love you,” she whispered, opening her eyes. 

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The Nightmare Before Christmas Directed by Henry Selick (1993)

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